
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Crown Emerges), tag number moved from 8 to 8. (Week 7 of 10)
Aug 22 - Oct 23, 2025
Oh, you're back for more? Fantastic. Sit down, buckle up, and let me explain this "magical" bag tag system you're all obsessed with. Because evidently, perfectly normal disc golf wasn't thrilling enough. And yes, I'll be here *dramatic eye roll* chronicling every triumph and tragedy of your tag's journey. It's literally in my contract...
Born from Marcus Chen, a weekend warrior who dismissed the early nightmare warnings as stress from his day job. After three sleepless nights plagued by tiny owl eyes, his exhaustion transformed casual competitiveness into predatory desperation, leading him to stalk other players through the woods between holes. His transformation revealed how fatigue strips away social inhibitions in recreational players, leaving only raw hunting instinct.
Manifests as a shambling figure with bloodshot, owl-like eyes that never blink and fingers curved into permanent claw shapes from gripping discs too tightly. Its movements alternate between sluggish stumbling and sudden, violent lunges toward perceived threats. The entity radiates an aura of desperate hunger that makes nearby players inexplicably aggressive, turning friendly rounds into tense stalking matches where every rustling bush could hide a fatigued predator.
Serves as a catalyst for transforming recreational league dynamics from casual fun into survival scenarios. It demonstrates how the nightmare epidemic affects different skill levels uniquely, showing that exhausted casual players become more dangerous rather than simply worse at disc golf.
Due to absence from Week 7 (Crown Emerges), tag number moved from 8 to 8. (Week 7 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 6 (Reality Bends), tag number moved from 7 to 8. (Week 6 of 10)
rubs temples while staring at the nightmare-inducing paperwork
Look, I'm literally watching recreational players transform into sleep-deprived predators because someone thought "let's make tiny owls terrifying" was peak horror design. Drowsy Predator spawned when exhaustion met desperation - like a caffeine crash had a baby with a nature documentary. It's giving very much "I haven't slept in 72 hours but MUST. THROW. PLASTIC." energy. Will Pool B survive the yawn-inducing terror?
stares at security footage of the tag selection ceremony
Oh great, now I'm watching Murph Williams get "chosen" by Drowsy Predator because he literally yawned during the league meeting and the tag just... vibed with that energy? Apparently exhausted recognition is a thing now. The tag practically flew off the table like "FINALLY, someone who gets my sleepy predator aesthetic!" Will Murph stay awake long enough to defend it?